Where Are We Now

Chapter 9

It has been so long since he had a good night of sleep like this, he couldn't even remember. Not that there was a lot of sleep the previous night, the soreness through his whole body was a nice reminder of it. And he didn't care about the pain, not after the night he just had. His back, abs, chest, wrists, tights... It hurt everywhere, but it was a good pain he was willing to care for the rest of his days if he needed to. If anyone would take a look at him right now, they would think he fought someone really hard, but he just spent hours and hours making love to the Girl of Steel. His breath was peaceful as he went to that half-awake state and he could smell her scent all over him. It gave him goosebumps as he realized he was falling even harder for Kara. It was a delicious smell, he thought as he started to wake up, his eyesight still a bit blurry. His hand reached to his side and he noticed it was empty. He rubbed his eyes looking around, feeling a bit confused. A sudden whoosh of air came through Kara's balcony as she landed there, entering her living room in her Supergirl suit and smiling at Oliver as she reached her bedroom.

- For one second there I thought I scared you – Oliver teased her as he saw she was covered in ashes – Did something happen? – He asked, worried.

- I'm sorry – She smirked at him as she changed into his shirt and cleaned herself in super speed. – It's dry already... It's ok for me to borrow it? – She said as she pointed his shirt on her body

- It looks perfect on you – He looked at her full of desire in his eyes.

Kara wearing only his shirt was a vision of heaven to him, and he wouldn't mind at all if she wanted to wear only that for the rest of the days to come.

- Glad you like it - She rested one of her knees at the foot of the bed. – Sometimes I like to fly around and see if anyone needs Supergirl's help. I just saved a family from a gas explosion... That's why the dirt.

Oliver sat on the bed with his back to the headboard and the sheets covering from his waist down since he had nothing on underneath it. He looked at Kara amused. He still couldn't believe that woman in front of him was real. And what a sight she was right now. She crawled in the bed 'til she reached for him, putting her hand on both his shoulders as she sat by his side. She took a proper look on his body as she covered her mouth with her hands, startled.

- I'm so sorry... Look what I did to you... - She touched the purple marks on his chest with the tip of her fingers.

- Kara, I loved what you did to me... - He held her by the waist, looking closer to her as he smiled suggestively at her – Don't be sorry. – He said as he gave her small kisses down her neck.

- But... I hurt you...

- You did not.

- Oliver look at those bruises. People will think you got beaten...

- I don't care what people will think, to be honest. And honestly, I don't mind a few bruises if it means I get to be with you. – He caressed Kara's cheeks as he spoke. – Kara I have been shot, stabbed and tortured a million times, a man drove a sword through my ribs and pushed me off a cliff, in the snow while I was shirtless. Believe me, I'm not hurt right now. I loved having you in my arms, I loved to see and feel your responses and would do it again without even thinking twice.

Kara looked at him feeling really touched by his words. She knew he had been through hell in his life and it took a lot to really hurt him, but she couldn't help but worry. It has always been really hard for her to be with humans, one hug from her could break someone's ribs, she had always been careful not to get so excited so she wouldn't break any parts of someone's body, but it was hard to have any control when she was with Oliver, she learned that the previous night. It was impossible for her to describe so deep down, part of her was really grateful he was a tough guy. He was the only one she had been with that managed to leave a mark in her, not physical because that was impossible, but emotional. She had loved how loving and rough at the same time he was, because she could handle it easily and the sensations it gave her, it was something really amazing she would never stop thinking about it.